Chapter 748: Glory, legend and pioneer

At this moment Serge has even regretted his intestines.
During a pleasant time like lunch, what would you say to talk about? The beauty of Paris, current political news, and celebrity gossip are all very good topics. Why do you have to pick up on that sensitive topic?
Patronizing the mouth was very happy, and stomped the Isaans and IAI violently, but forgot that Gaul has a dark history in the "embargo".
The fact that Isaac felt the pain on his skin and stole a full set of "Phantom 5" fighter technical data from the company without hesitating to go outside. In fact, the root of Gaul’s "embargo" against Isaac was in Afghanistan. In Gentina’s "Battle of Falklands" against Britain, the reason why the Argentina Air Force failed to deal a greater blow to the expeditionary Royal British Navy was also because Gaul cut off the "Super Banner" fighter accessories and The supply of "Flying Fish" missiles...
Now Tan Zhenhua has turned over these two public cases in public, and it's simply hitting Dassault in the face naked!
This is, I fell into the pit I dug!
How to climb up now...
Fortunately, there is also a strong player on the field.
Charles didn't know what Serge talked with Tan Zhenhua at noon, but he didn't have so much scruples when he picked up the conversation. He frowned and said, "Sorry, Eric, I'm afraid there is no room for negotiation on this matter. I know that the reason why Isaac was able to successfully develop the "Cub" fighter and make further developments on it is because they stole that Dassault from our company provided the "Phantom" fighter to Susai when we jointly manufactured the "Phantom" fighter with the Swiss Sussel company. Dassault’s drawings. This despicable act violates the most basic business ethics. Of course, it also reminds us of Dassault’s. Since that incident, Dassault’s has never provided it to companies in third countries. After the parts drawings, not to mention the full set of technology, Dassault is a commercial company and has not cultivated the hobby of competitors for ourselves."
Charles's last sentence obviously brought some anger. Obviously, this handsome uncle, who has been acting polite and personable today, was irritated by Tan Zhenhua's words just now.
Tan Zhenhua smiled disapprovingly: "Mr. Charles, I actually quite agree with what you said. From your standpoint, I really don’t want to cultivate a competitor. In fact, we also have an old saying in China,
The church apprentice is hungry. Dead Master", so I can understand your feelings very well, but..."
Charles's slightly improved face was gloomy by Tan Zhenhua's "but", and he asked, "But what?"
"However, things like business have always been two-sided. You have your principles, and I must have mine. Just as Mr. Serge told me at lunch, we bought a weapon, and Weapons, or don’t use them. Once we use them, we are bound to face a situation where other means cannot solve the problem. We can’t predict when this situation will happen and what will happen, but one thing is To be sure, we never hope that when this happens, the weapons in our hands will become completely unusable fire sticks. This possibility is not allowed even if the probability of occurrence is only one in ten thousand. , So I must stick to my principles."
Charles was silent for a moment, and then he chatted with Serge a few words in a low voice before asking: "Eric, I have to confirm one thing. Do these words you just said represent your official Chinese opinion? ?"
"No," Tan Zhenhua smiled and said: "I only represent myself."
Charles, who did not get the answer, turned his attention to Song Wenhua and Chen Yijian and asked, "So, what are the opinions of the two chief teachers?"
The two looked at each other and nodded slightly before Song Wenhua replied: "The two of us are only responsible for the technical aspects, and the content we talked about just now is entirely about business, so we won't make any comments. Of course, from my personal point of view, I think Tan Zhenhua is right."
There was a temporary silence in the conference room. After a while, Serge spoke again: "You have proposed a brand new topic today. This has changed a bit from the business content we discussed last year, and this change obviously affects this. The process of the pile business has had a huge impact, so I think we Dassault need to have some internal discussions. Either this is good, and I will be here for the time being. A few people have come from afar. It must have been very hard. We have already done it for you. The hotel is scheduled to rest, how about we talk again tomorrow?"
Tan Zhenhua smiled and said, "Good Mr. Serge, thank you for your hospitality, we will talk again tomorrow."
Everyone in the conference room stood up and started to file out the door, but when Tan Zhenhua walked into the corridor, he seemed to remember something suddenly, turned around and smiled at Serge who was standing at the door and said: " Mr. Serge, it is necessary for me to remind you again. As I said just now, I only represent myself."
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"Father, I need your wisdom."
Serge walked into the largest office on the top floor of the Dassault Group headquarters and spoke respectfully to the old man behind the desk.
"What? Is there any difference in the performance of the Huaxia delegation this time?" Behind the desk, a trembling old man stood up.
The old man is really old, and he needs the power of his hand to support the desk even to stand up. His body is a little rickety, which makes him look short. His face was engraved with deep wrinkles, and there were several age spots embedded in it. There was no trace of hair on a smooth brain door, only behind the amber glasses on the bridge of his nose. A pair of deep eyes still exudes a wise light.
This is an old man who has reached the dying year, but in this office building, in this country, or in the whole world, no one is qualified to challenge his position, and he is still the king.
Because he is the glory of Gaul, a living legend in the European aviation manufacturing industry, and the last surviving pioneer who has made brilliant achievements in the history of world aviation-Marcel Dassault.
Also the father of Serge Dassault.
Seeing his father getting up, Serge hurriedly walked a few steps forward to hold his father, and then helped him to walk slowly to the sofa, and then carefully helped him to sit down. Then he sat down opposite Marcel again. After looking down for a while, he said, "Father, I have too many doubts. I think the Huaxia delegation coming this time is abnormal, too abnormal."